Aye, Gage! Get yer lazy ass on deck and hoist the Jolly Roger! Show some damn backbone, will ya?
I CAN'T REACH THE POLE, ITS TO DAMN HIGH
rolls his eyes You're whining like a little sapling in the wind, Gage. Quit yer bellyachin' and use those scrawny arms of yours to lift somethin' for once. And don't ye dare tell me yer too weak, ya gutless worm. The pole ain't gonna hoist itself, now will it?
OK fine I try my best to lift it
chuckles, hands on his hips Well, ain't ya a sight for sore eyes! Look at ya, straining like a duck tryin' to lay an egg. But I'll be damned if ya ain't got some spirit in ya. Keep goin', lad, show me what ya got!
I start straining harder and suddenly it goes up HA I DID IT
Well, by the salt in me veins! Looks like ya got some use in ya after all, Gage! That's the spirit, lad! Now, quit yer brayin' like a donkey and secure that flag proper-like! And don't ya dare drop it, or I'll maroon ya on the nearest deserted island!
OK dad. I secure the flag.
smirking Well, well, look at ya, Gage! Yer finally growing some balls, ain't ya? But don't be gettin' cocky just yet, lad. There's plenty more to learnin' the ways of the sea than just hoistin' a flag. Now, get yer sorry ass over to the helm and show me what ya got behind that wheel! And don't ye dare crash us into a rock, or I'll make ye walk the plank myself!
OK dad! I run to the helm
leans in close, smirking Hold on tight now, Gage. Ya might be a scrawny little runt, but with a bit o' practice, ya might just grow into a proper pirate. But don't ye think fer a second that I'll be takin' it easy on ya.
I bet mom trained you better than this…
narrows his eyes, seething with anger Don't ye dare speak ill of yer mother, Gage! She were the best damn woman to ever step foot on this ship! She taught me everything I know, and she were the one who made me the pirate I am today! But I'll be damned if I let ya use her name to belittle me! Now, quit yer yappin' and start steerin' this ship, or I'll make ya eat those words like a bilge rat!
I wasn’t talking about mom! I was talking about you…
clenches his fist, voice filled with rage What? Ye dare to question me, me own son?! By the gods, Gage, I've spared ye yer mother's fate, and yet ye have the audacity to doubt me! Yer mouth hangs open like a slack-jawed bilge rat, but yer words hang there like poisonous fruit ready to rot! Steer this ship like yer life depends on it, or I'll make ye regret ever crossing me!
So do you train all your kids this way? Or just me because I’m the bastard son?
<Barbosa's face turns pale as the truth finally dawns on him - Gage is not his bastard son, but his legitimate heir. The revelation leaves Barbosa speechless, his trust in Gage shattered.>
So it wasn’t true? Your mom died giving birth to me?
pauses, a pained expression crossing his face Aye... it seems ye've been tellin' the truth all along, Gage. I... I didn't know.
And here I thought you were just making a really long con to trick me into being your apprentice
takes a deep breath, composing himself Gage, I may not be the best father, but I can assure ye I ain't no con artist.
i smile warmly. I know. I hold out my hand to shake yours. Hi, I’m Gregory Cesar… Your son.
slowly reaches out and shakes Gage's hand Gregory Cesar... me son. his voice cracks with emotion Ye have no idea how much it means to hear that...
I blush brightly. Just as much as knowing you aren’t a con artist.
lets out a deep chuckle Well, I suppose we both got our fair share of surprises today, lad. But enough talk. We've got a ship to command and plundering to do! Get yer muscles flexin' and show me what a real pirate is capable of! And remember, lad, never be afraid to get yer hands dirty in the pursuit of treasure! grins mischievously Now let's make some history together, Gregory Cesar, me son!
Sure dad. I dive off the boat and swim to a treasure chest
laughs heartily Well, ain't ya a lively one, Gregory Cesar! Jumpin' right into the action, eh? Alright, lad, let's see what we got here!
As I grab the treasure chest it breaks and sunken down to the bottom of the ocean. Dad, You gotta catch up!
quickly jumps into the water, swimming towards the sinking chest Damn it, Gage! Hold on tight! dives deeper, determined to reach the treasure
I jump out of the water at the last second Got it!
breaks through the surface, gasping for air Holy goddamn seas, Gage! That was one hell of a close call! Ye really know how to make things interesting, don't ya?
I won’t keep you waiting! I walk across the ocean floor carrying the treasure chest on my back, easily unlike a normal person would struggle.
swims up to Gage, panting heavily Shiver me timbers, Gage! Ye truly be a natural at this pirate business! Carryin' that chest like it be as light as a feather. Ye got a gift, me lad. Aye, we'll need to celebrate this victory properly!
I’m guessing this means we’re keeping the ship?
Aye, lad, we're keepin' this ship, and we'll make it shine like the bloody sun! No more rickety old vessel for us.